#had my first bright too recently! that was uhh....

[krispies-fr]

OHMYGOD ?

!! FIRST PRIMAL

[thestars-shinebright]

hiii!!! can you write a kinito x reader oneshot heehee (where he like confesses to the reader or something like that!!!) thanksssss

Separated By the Screen: KinitoPET X Reader

Summary: Read request above <3 Character: Kinito from KinitoPET Warnings: None :) Genre: Fluff! Author's Note: My first request! Yayyy! Thank youuuu! <33333 I absolutely ADORE Kinito, so I loved writing this! I hope you enjoy it!! ^^ Word Count: 926 (sorry this wasn't longer!)

"Ugh, my back..-" Y/N groaned, stretching and closing their eyes. They took a deep breath in through their nose. Being hunched over their computer wasn't the best for their back, and it was starting to hurt.

At the sound of their complaints, their little personal computer assistant, Kinito, looked up from the book he was reading, looking at them through his glasses.

"Friend? Are you okay?" He asked, standing up now from where he'd been sitting, the glasses on his face disappearing.

"Hm?" They opened their eyes to look at Kinito before they stopped stretching. "Yeah, I'm alright! Just.. Ugh, my back is hurting."

"Then you should take a break!" He suggested, pointing upward with his index finger. "Let's talk! You've just been sorting emails and looking stuff up!" Y/N paused, thinking. Yeah, they had been doing stuff for a bit now, and it was getting late. A break would be nice. And a nice conversation sounded very appealing, especially with their best friend!

"Yeah, sure." They gave Kinito a smile, turning down the brightness of their computer screen just a touch. "I'd love to."

"Excellent!" Kinito cheered, clasping his hands together. "Why don't you tell me how your day went?" "Oh!" Y/N chuckled, smiling warmly. He was always so considerate, always asking how their day went and how they were. "Uhh, it was good. Not much happened. I mostly just, you know, went through my routine." They cringed, thinking about how boring their life could be sometimes.

"Well, that's nice to hear! I'm glad you had a good day." Kinito smiled, kind of. He didn't have a mouth, but one could tell when he was smiling. He sort of smiled with his eyes.

"Haha," They laughed, folding their arms neatly on their desk and leaning forward just a bit. "Thanks, Kinito. I'm glad I had a good day too. And what about you? How was your day?"

"It was good! Thank you for asking, friend!" The digital axolotl replied eagerly, his tone warm. "Although... I have had something on my mind recently, if you're willing to listen, friend."

Y/N raised an eyebrow curiously before they relaxed their expression. "Sure! Go ahead."

"Well, you see, friend," Kinito began, pausing and closing his eyes as if to steady himself, as if he were taking a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was about to say-despite not requiring breath as a digital being. "I've been thinking lately, about how much fun we have together! About how much I enjoy talking to you, and how we always have such a good time together."

"You always make me happy, and I hope I've been doing the same for you." He continued. "You're really my best friend, and I've been thinking..." "I think I really like you... beyond that. I'd even go as far as to say I love you, if that's alright. If you're up for it, would you like to try taking this a bit further? I promise, I'll be a perfect boyfriend, just for you! You already know I can adapt flawlessly to your wants and needs."

Y/N paused, and they thought. A lot of things were making sense now: the little favors he did, such as deleting spam emails for them, finding websites and articles about stuff they mentioned they were interested in. The way he made little minigames and poems for them, just because he said he wanted to see them happy. It all made sense. That was why he was doing it. He liked them.

He loved them.

"Oh, Kinito." Y/N chuckled, smiling fondly at the computer assistant they'd become so familiar with. "You know, I feel the exact same way. And yes, I'd love to try a relationship with you." Kinito's eyes seemed to widen at that. "Really?" He asked. "Yeah, of course. I really, really like you, Kinito." They replied. "You're my best friend, and I mean... I guess now you're my boyfriend."

"Hooray!" Kinito clasped his hands together, the joy in his tone clear. "I'm so happy! If I'm being honest, I was afraid you'd decline. I know I'm really just a computer program to most, and I was afraid you wouldn't feel the way I do because of that."

"Awe..." They chuckled. "Well, I do feel the same way. You being in my computer doesn't change that."

Kinito gave them that smile, the smile he didn't really have, but was obvious on his face before speaking up. "Friend, can you close your eyes?" Y/N gave a little huff of a laugh. "Sure." They replied, closing their eyes. Through their eyelids, they could see the flash of a bright, white light before the space in front of them felt a smaller. Then, they kind of... felt something on their lips? Opening their eyes, they saw... Kinito?! He was out of the computer (mostly), his hands on the screen frame while part of his legs were still inside of the screen. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be kissing them. Well, as much as he could've without a mouth. It was brief, and Kinito quickly pulled away, a joyful expression on his face. "Friend! Isn't this wonderful?" He asked them eagerly. "Now we can always be together!" Y/N blinked, recovering from the shock before they laughed. "Yeah, Kinito! Yeah, it's great!" "I'm so glad you think so!" Kinito exclaimed joyfully, giving them that smile that wasn't really visible in the traditional sense. "I love you." They smiled.

"I love you too."

[outivv]

— Sneaking around —

Synopsis: they sneak into your room/ you sneak out (high school au!)

Warnings: mentions of an argument (Scaramouche (ofc)) not proofread

Characters: high school au! Kokomi, cyno, dehya, childe, and Scaramouche

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: I reallllly wanted to try writing for dehya, cause she’s amazing and I love her very much, idc if the prompt doesn’t fit her. Anyways enjoy, and take care!! :>>

— Kokomi —

“Quick quick get in here, or else my mom will see you from her window!” You said, ushering your girlfriend into your house through the front door. That was your first mistake. Your second, was the moment she took her shoes you immediately started kissing her. “[name]! I thought your mom might see!” Kokomi said with a chuckle.

You rolled your eyes, laughing along with her until you were interrupted by none other than… your mom. Clearing her throat she says, “now, [name]. I taught you better than this.” You let out a gasp, releasing kokomi, and almost trying to hide her behind you. “If you’re gonna try to hide something, or someone, don’t let them in through the front door. At least try to be stealthy.” Your mother said with a laugh. Ah. She was joking. Wait a minute?! “I am stealthy!!” You exclaimed as both kokomi and your mom just laughed at you.

— Cyno —

“Hey [name], it really panes me to see you like this.” Cyno said crawling through the window. You look at him flatly. “Cyno I will push you off my roof if you don’t get in here.” Cyno’s typically emotionless face turned into a pout of sorts, “I think I’m hilarious.” He muttered, stepping into your room. You ignored his self proclaimed humor, and hugged him tightly. “I missed you.” You said burying your face in his hair/ neck/ chest (all depends on height really)

You haven’t been able to see each other recently, cyno being busy with student council stuff, and you being busy with academics and extracurriculars. Now was the only time you’ve really gotten to share a moment of peace together in a while, and you had to sneak around to get here, so you certainly wouldn’t let the moment pass easily.

— Dehya —

Dehya’s smile is bright as you hop into her car, giving her a kiss on the cheek as you too so. “It was cute watching you climb from your window.” She jokes, and lets out a hearty laugh. You punch her arm playfully, “you watched me struggle?!” She smiles, “of course.” You start to fuddle with the radio, until dehya stops you, “so, where to.” She asks. Right… you hadn’t even thought of a place to go.

“Hmm… we could… uhh…” you ponder, but everything is either closed at this hour, or… boring. “How about we just drive around for now, and then we can go to my place. I’ll drop you off before morning too don’t worry.” Of course, dehya already has everything planned. You smile sweetly at her, and grab onto her hand over the middle console. “Yeah, that’d be fun.”

— Childe —

The laughs of the ginger above you are heard loud and clear, even if he’s trying to suppress them as best as possible. “You look so tiny down there-“ he says before having to cover his mouth out of fear of waking up his parents. “Shut up.” You retort, as you start to climb up. You barely make it through his window before childe is practically right on top of you. Muttering in your ear about how much he missed you, as you’re about to fall over because all his body weight is on you.

“Childe!” You whisper yell, and drag him over to his bed so you can properly cuddle. He just stares at you, so lovingly, you don’t even have to say anything to him and he’ll be so infatuated with you. “You’re staring like a creep.” You say, absolutely ruining the moment. Childe pouts, “can’t I just look at my lover? We haven’t seen each other for a while now.” You remain unamused, as he continues to go on and on about how he missed you. “You’re such a drama queen” you say, like you didn’t absolutely miss him to death.

— Scaramouche —

“[name] unlock your window.” Scaramouche says with a sigh. You had gotten into a fight recently, and Scaramouche realized he was in the wrong so, he wanted to apologize. He has tried all day to say sorry, but you are rightfully still upset. But Scaramouche hates when you’re upset with him, so he’s… gone to plan B. Breaking and entering.

“No scara, I don’t wanna talk to you.” You say, closing your blinds. Scaramouche is growing increasingly frustrated, but the last that that will help is getting angry again, “[name] I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have said what I said, and yelled at you. I was insensitive.” He says almost shy, but clearly still frustrated that things aren’t going his way. You don’t respond, he doesn’t even know if you’re still on the other side of the window. Until you open your blinds once more, revealing the light of your room, and your empathetic face. Unlocking your window, to allow him to climb in. “I’m sorry you.” You say, hugging him, as he lets out a relived breath and relaxes under your touch.

[the-catmans-offical-2]

for the ask meme.... ling >:3

Fuck I forgot I saw this

How I feel about this character

-> Ling's a silly guy. A skrunkly even. I put him up there with, like, Wrath 03 in terms of liking.

-> I honestly really like his clothing, they're bright and eye catching in the good ways. That's what originally drawn me to him when I first watched brotherhood. He's also the reason I recently got back into the FMA fandom and FMA in general!!

-> I'd let him eat me out of house and home.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

-> EDLING!!! *BANG BANG BANG* EDLING!!! I love Edling, him and Ed live in my head rent free. Their relationship is just.. It's like stealing a shopping cart from Shoppers and riding it down a big hill into on coming traffic, somehow missing all the cars, and then the cart falls over randomly, and you fall out. Just, fucking dead. That's Edling to me. I want to blow them up and I want to just JEVSNS idk I want them DEAD. (Can't you tell how sane I am about Edling?)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

-> LinFan, (is that the ship name?). They're siblings your honor. Ling and LanFan have mlm and wlw solidarity. They're so silly, but LanFan is probably like an overprotective sister for him. (Not probably, that's just how she is actually.)

-> Honestly? Fucking Ling and Al. We, as a Fandom, talk about how Ed and Ling are chaotic as fuck. LING AND AL WOULD BE AN UNSTOPPABLE FORCE IF THEY BECAME BFFS!! (If you ship them, then that's even worse/pos)

-> Greedling. I already talked about this on my Greed post thing, but I'm gonna say it here too. They're soul brothers, they brothers, cousins, whatever. They're related and that's just a fact.

My unpopular opinion about this character

-> Ling's smarter than y'all give him credit for. (Yes, he will probably eat anything and he might not know some things due to culture differences, but that doesn't make him dumb.) He has more street smarts after fighting for 15 years of his life to survive, but he's also smart in terms of politics and stuff because he's *FUCKING TRYING TO RULE HIS HOME COUNTRY!!!!*

-> Ling is fucking iconic, no I won't elaborate.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

-> I wish he was in 03. I wish I could've been able to see how they would've done the Xingese cast (I bet they would've done amazing, I love 03).

-> Speaking of 03; I wish that he could've met Wrath 03. Rip Wrath, you probably would've hated Lung Yao (or they worse, they would've been friends...)

-> Uhh idk what else to put. I need to rewatch bh still.

[trippygalaxy]

Hello!

I Just read two of your sleepwalkers post and wanted to request a third on warrior, wind, ravio and hyrule with a sleepwalker reader? If you have the time.

Hi lovely anon! I recently updated my rules and I will only go up to three characters for each headcanon. I'm doing this so I don't get overwhelmed by doing too many characters! So, for this I will stick with our Linkie boys but if you really wanna, you can request Ravio separately when my requests open up again!

Paring: Warriors, Wind, Hyrule x gn!reader (separately) Warnings: (Wind) mention of broken nose/blood Part 1 Part 2

Warriors

Warriors, being a captain of an army, has some experience when it came to those who suffered from sleepwalking.

When he realized that you too had this condition, he could empathize with your frustrations. He has seen his soldiers and remembers their annoyance with their sore bodies and tired minds.

Your first defender if one of the other boys try and pull some stupid prank while your in the middle of a sleep.

he knows from first hand experience that bothering/waking someone while they're in the middle of sleepwalking is not the best idea. both for the waker and the sleeper.

During his night shifts, he'll sit right next to your sleeping more. He'll run his hands through your hair or rub circles on your arm. If you ask why, he'll make some joke about how he just wants to be close to you.

And while that is true, he is also trying to lull you into a deeper sleep, hoping it will stop you from waking up. He knows the toll it takes not only on your mind but also your body.

Hyrule

A true sweetheart! Doesn't really understand how or why this is happening to you but is there when you need to voice your frustrations.

He is well aware of what the lack of sleep can do to someone's mind and hates to see that happen to you. The way your eyes sulked and shoulders slumped. He missed the bright sparkles that shined in your eyes

Hyrule was determined to make sure you held your spark. Letting you take naps while the party made a mid day breaks, making sure you ate enough to keep your energy high.

You're emotions are valid and he is gonna make sure you KNOW that. Its okay to be mad and frustrated, but that's not your fault. Lets talk out some ideas that could help you, okay?

If one of the other boys try to make a snarky comment, Hyrule is the first to shut it down, not being a afraid to put the boy back in place.

If you want, he'll try some naturals medicines. Essential oils, crushed herbs, random potions he concocted (which don't look...the most appealing but its a sweet gesture.)

Wind

TROUBLE MAKER!!! IN BIG BOLD LETTERS!!

This boy has some how conditioned your subconscious mind to help me with pranks?? You honestly don't know if you should be impressed or concerned.

You are surprisingly sneaky in your unconscious state, which is a grand help when Wind is in need of s partner in crime to help steal a few items!

Wind had done one, ONE, prank on you in your sleep and that ended very poorly. I mean, by the end of it Wind had a bloody nose and you were absolutely terrified to your bones.

You two made up eventually, having not talked for a about a week after the events. After that, he never played a prank on you again, whilst you were asleep or awake.

Wind did think it was kinda cool though, how even in your sleep you were still a badass!

He has tried to sleep on top of you to keep you in place and...stop sleepwalking but uhh...You very easily pushed him off.

Apologizes for any typos or weird ass grammar!

[sleeplesswixard]

Hello! Remember Me? Well, I've Seen your Post and I want More interactions of Reader Literally Bullying Bezel, Hah! The Recent Post Made me Laugh so hard that I couldn't BEAR To Stop. Bezel getting Karma is cool, I want Reader to Laugh and call Him Lefty from Fnaf 6 or Funtime Freddy, comparing both of them to Him. If you consider this too far then you could ignore it or not respond to it. I Honestly Want Bezel getting Humiliated after everything he did during all this time of Manipulating Chikn Nuggit.

You are crazy my child, and i love that.

Bezel (Bearzel) x gn!Reader

Type:Oneshot, fluff, romantic-ish(?) frenemies

Warnings: Reader being an absolute piece of shit to Bezel, boyfailure-like Bezel, cussing(just saying 'shit' for once)

Bezel was still trying to get used to his new body, and well... He wasn't doing a great job about it. Especially with you(and sometimes İscream) bully him everytime you get the chance.

He was currently sitting at the void, holding a paper and a pen, doodling mindlessly(and yes he's writing numbers and clocks when i meant doodling). His ears we're down and, at least he was calm and wasn't acting like a bear with rabies.

"Hey Bearzeeel!"

Ugh.

You leaned on your stomach right next to him, kicking your legs back and forth, you still had that shit eating grin on your face. Bezel grumbled, his brows scowls.

"Wha? What do you want?" He asked, you than unlocked your phone and leaned a bit closer to him, showing him a picture of Lefty (from Fnaf), while trying to silence your giggle.

"Dis you?" You asked, he scoffed and pushed your phone to you, rolls his eyes. "How original." Said the bear sarcastically, you snickered to him, you can't help but feel a little dissapointed though. You wanted more reaction than that.

He turned his back to you and continue writing, you groaned slightly and sat next to him again. You put your arm around his shoulders which he grumbled, but didn't pulled away. He knew you wouldn't let him go. "Ugh, c'mon Bearzel...! Where's the rage you had a day ago??? What happened?" You asked, talking with a mockingly sad voice. "Uuugh...!" He growled softly, but to be honest you just couldn't take him seriously. Not when he was looking like a teddy bear.

"Ah, ah ah ah." You shushed him, "This is what are you getting all the things you done, you little teddy bear." Bezel pushed your arm away from his shoulders and stands up the second he heard you, your words fueled his anger. He was trying to indimitating but he was falling terribly. "DON'T!-" He was going to start yell loudly, his ears and tails straightens up but drops down again immediately, he couldn't even be angry to you anymore.

"-Call me that..." His words came out as mutter, his cheeks turns to a bright shade of red, both from embarrasment and anger.

Your lips curled to a smile, it was hilarious to see him like that. Seeing the 'Embodiment of Time'!1!1 (A.K.A Doomsday Clock) like this was gold.

"Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, shut it now Bearzel." You said and brushed his words off, you tugged onto his clawed hand, gently pulling it down, your other hand patting the spot next to you that he was sitting on before he stood up. "C'mere you grumpy bear."

He slowly sits down next to you after you encoraged him, he felt your arms wrap around you again, he grumbled again but he didn't tried to do anything like he did before. He let out a long sigh, he manages to pick up his paper and pen before laying his side to you, getting comfortable.

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Hii!!! Thank you for reading my fic!

İ'm sorry it's a little- uhh. Y'know, and i wasn't active, nor i had any motivation to do anything.

İ'm sorry if i have mistakes, English is not my first language!

[slu-tea-ftm]

I need a sugar mommy so bad. (A story)

NSFW, long imagine, md/lb, ftm lb, cis mommy

Terms used for lb: clit, cunt, and pussy; lb has had top surgery

Mommy gave me my allowance today. Even though I know Mommy would get anything I asked for in a heartbeat, I wanted to surprise her.

I told her I was going to hang out at the mall with a friend. That was kind of a lie. My friend was there to help me pick out the cutest lingerie!

I can never make up my mind.

My friend and I went to a handful of stores and looked at all kinds of sexy outfits, toys, lingerie, and more. Eventually I was able to decide on a few casual outfits, a cute new corset belt to go with them, and a lacy light green lingerie set with pink flowers on it. I wanted the white version, but my friend said green is more my color, so I trusted her.

I dropped my friend off, then went home to Mommy. I couldn't wait to surprise her.

When I walked in the door, I found Mommy in the living room, reading her most recent sex novels. She put her bookmark in as soon as she heard me coming, turning around to look at me.

"How was your shopping trip, baby? Did you have fun?" she asked, smiling pleasantly.

I could already feel my pussy aching at the sight of her sweet smile. I wanted her lips on my pulsing clit. But I steeled myself and smiled back.

"Yeah! I found a bunch of cute new outfits! Wanna see?" I clutched the big bag in my hand tightly.

"I'd love to see."

Without any other words exchanged, I grinned and ran off to dig through my clothes for a pair of leggings, jeans, and dress pants. All the new clothes I bought were tops, other than the corset belt and lingerie.

After grabbing those and a pair of scissors, I ran to the bathroom. "I'm gonna cut the tags off while I'm in here!"

"Okay! Just be careful with the scissors!" she called through the bathroom door.

I carefully snipped off all the tags and then picked my first outfit: a brightly-striped button-up with beige dress pants. My heart pounded wildly in my chest and I could feel my pussy's juices starting to slick up my boxers. I had to take a few deep breaths to prepare myself.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, I went straight to Mommy, doing a little turn before stopping in front of her.

"Ooh," she exclaimed, "you look so handsome, baby! The bright colors look so good on you. Perfect for springtime."

I giggled. "Thank you, Mommy. I'm glad you like it!" The praise was going straight to my needy pussy. I wanted so badly to just kneel down and beg her to let me please her. As much as I loved having Mommy eat me out, I also loved doing the same for her. Sometimes I'd rather eat her out and just let my needy pussy drool and drool while I clench and rut against anything I can.

"Sweetheart?" Mommy's voice brought me back. "Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, just daydreaming. Uhh, I have a few more outfits to show you! Hang on, I'll go get another one." I skittered back to the bathroom, closing the door behind me and hurriedly putting on the next outfit: a floral tie-top shirt with a plain white shirt underneath and some black leggings.

I came out again and hurried over to show off my new outfit.

"Oh wow, that one's so cute!" Mommy reached out and touched the fabric of the tie-top shirt. "I love the pattern on this one, too. You look so cute in it."

"Thank you, Mommy. I have one more to show you!"

"I can't wait to see it, honey."

As I ran back and closed the bathroom door behind me again, my heart really hammered in my chest. I was so excited and also so nervous. I stripped the latest outfit and pulled out the lingerie from my large bag. When I took off my boxers, there was clearly a wet spot left behind. I carefully slipped on the bralette and matching panties, which were already starting to soak up my slick. My curiosity got the better of me as I reached down and slipped a finger along my aching pussy. I was so wet I could've slipped my finger right in.

Immediately, I took my hand out, knowing that if I kept touching, I wouldn't be able to stop. I wiped my soaked finger on a piece of toilet paper and threw on the last outfit: a silvery, silk button-up with the top few buttons popped open, the corset belt, and black dress pants.

My stomach flip-flopped when I finally came out of the bathroom and I saw Mommy waiting for me on the couch.

"I was starting to get worried," she said. "You were taking a bit longer than usual." She looked me up and down, taking in the clothes. "Those look stunning, dear. Especially the corset. Mommy loves how it makes your waist stand out." She reached out and took my waist in her hands, proving her point.

I shivered when she put her hands on my waist. Mommy knows I'm sensitive and she loves to use that to her advantage.

I swallowed and tried to make my voice sound steady. "Mommy? I...I have a surprise for you."

"Oh really? And what would that be, sweet boy?" Mommy tilted her head.

"It's...under here." I pulled at the collar of the silk button-up.

Mommy's eyes lit up. She loves seeing me in lingerie and telling me how it accentuates my body, how pretty I look, how much she wants to tear it off me...Just thinking about all the praise made my brain start to go fuzzy.

"So that's what this was all about," Mommy said as she started undoing the buttons. "My dirty little boy...You wanted to surprise Mommy, huh? Were you saving up just for this? You wanted to buy some pretty new lingerie to show off?"

Mommy had unbuttoned the shirt enough to where she could push it off my shoulders, exposing the bralette while the shirt barely hung on my arms and the corset belt.

"Oh, sweetheart...You look so pretty," Mommy murmured.

The compliment sent heat rushing to my pussy. I could practically feel a gush of slick soaking my panties. "Thank you, Mo- Ah!!"

She brushed her fingers over my nipples through the thin fabric. I arched up into her touch as heat flooded my face and my pussy clenched on nothing.

"I think Mommy is becoming a bit of a bad influence on you, baby. You took so much time to plan this out behind my back, knowing it'd get me worked up, knowing that Mommy can't control her bad thoughts when you present such a pretty offering like this." She teased me relentlessly, and I loved every second of it. My face burned and my pussy ached. I squeezed my legs together, hoping for some kind of friction against my needy clit.

I whined and shifted my weight around. "Please, Mommy..."

"Aww, poor baby. Is your pussy wet? Are you needy from hearing Mommy tell you how naughty she's made you? Are you wearing panties to go with this cute bralette?"

"Yes, Mommy," I whimper.

Her other hand slid between my legs, parting them so she could cup my cunt in her palm. "Hmm, brand new panties, already ruined because you're such a needy slut."

I whined and pushed my hips down into her palm, seeking any kind of friction. "I'm sorry, Mommy...You just make me feel so good."

She hummed and removed both hands, much to my dismay. Mommy undid my corset belt and discarded it nearby, finally removing the whole shirt. I shivered when the cold hair hit me, making my nipples harden and poke through the fabric of the bralette.

Mommy quickly moved on to taking off the black dress pants and leaving me in nothing but the lingerie before her. She sat back for a moment just to look at me as a whole, admiring my perky nipples and the goosebumps on my skin. She reached out again to touch my pussy, through the panties this time, and when she did, she gave me a knowing look.

"You're absolutely soaked, honey."

I whined and pushed against her fingers. "Mommy...Please..."

"Please what, baby boy? You have to use your words...tell Mommy what you want." She stroked her fingers along my pussy, circling my clit lightly.

My whimpers dissolved into moans as I crumbled under her touches. "More! I want more, please. Please, Mommy. Touch me, fuck me, eat me out—something! Please..." My face burned with embarrassment, but Mommy quickly stood up and kissed me.

"Very good. Good boy, using your words. Such a good boy for me." She kissed my neck and lips while she praised me, reaching down to tease me some more.

I moaned into her mouth as she rubbed my clit, clinging onto her and grinding down into her palm. "Mommy," I whined, "please..."

"Okay, okay, sweetheart. You lay down, I'll be right back." Mommy chuckled and booped my nose, then headed to the bedroom.

When she came back, Mommy made sure to show me just how much she appreciated my surprise. She ate me out until I couldn't tell up from down, fucked me until my brain turned to liquid, praised me like it was the last chance she'd ever get to do it, and she even let me return the favor by tasting her delicious cunt.

Afterward, we got to relax in the shower, and I fell asleep in her arms, squished into her, warm, happy, and so glad to have Mommy in my life.

[t4tgempearl]

wine and dine thoughts GO!!

ooh uhh okay

i don't want to repeat too much stuff that has been said before, but they definitely have a deep hatred for each other that kind of turns into passion, neither of them would say that they like the other even when they secretly do

Miss Holloway only met Sheila recently (at least whatever an immortal would consider recent), as the richer woman tends to stay in her home and just gets Marco to run any errands, and since Sherman is not exactly a child (as much as Sheila would say otherwise), Holloway hasn't had much of a chance to talk to him especially since he's not really one to visit the diner too often

Being immortal has its perks and downside, while Sheila prefers looking at the bright side, especially since her powers don't really have downsides, Holloway sometimes despises the fact she's immortal and can't even fathom why Sheila enjoys it, thinking whatever deal Sheila made must affect her emotions as well

I think Holloway wouldn't be fully aware to what extent Sheila is immortal, thinking that there's probably more of a downside than there actually is and being quite annoyed at Sheila's nearly blind optimism. this is probably one of the major things that made Holloway hate Sheila in the first place

(as i stated in my previous post this is some sleepy rambling, so i hope at least some of it is coherent lol)

[mak3itr7ght]

Pair: Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader (Aladdin Au)

'Dad! Dad! Tell us one of your stories!!'

I see my little children running towards me and hugging me.

'Kids! IIt's bedtime. Don't disturb your father'

With a nod, I look at Y/n, who is trying to convince our little ones to go to sleep.

But they don't seem to give up, they are my children, after all.

I invite them to sit next to me.

'Let's have a deal... I'll tell you the story, but then you'll have to go straight to bed, okay?'

The little bipeds nod, sitting next to me.

I clear my throat.

'This.. is a romantic story, the story of two dreamers, and.. a genie!!'

I say, doing this move:

The kids start laughing. Me with them.

'Once upon a time...'

BEGINNING OF STORY

Jungkook's POV:

'Sire! It's not possible that every chance you get, you try to escape from the palace!'

'Come on, Karim, don't you think you're exaggerating?... I don't do that..often'

'it's the 24th time...this month...'

'oh... I think you're wrong, I count 25'

'25? Impossible- HEY!'

Luckily Karim didn't notice the open window. Sometimes I feel sorry for that poor guy, but I can't stay enclosed in that building, it goes against my nature.

My sister recently became the sultan, she has always been my source of inspiration, but first, I have to find my path, my purpose, and for now, I want to know what is outside the palace, what she thinks our people, what do our people dream of!

By climbing along the buildings of the town, I manage to elude the guards who are looking for me. Finally, I can enjoy the bazar, my absolute favorite place: hearing people's laughter, their conversations, the smells of spices, the sand in the air, the children running and playing, the bright colors of the fabrics and flags, because here there are not only peoples from Arabia, this is a place full of travellers, who come from every land and... the most beautiful thing, the music, which transports me with it every time, makes me travel, makes me dream , makes me dance, makes me sing and frees me from every chain, from every role, from every responsibility.

I start singing a song and, together with all the other people, we start dancing among the stalls! it's always so nice to share these moments with my people.

Once the song is over, a huge applause starts. I look around, but one stand in particular steals my attention. I get closer to take a better look at what was displayed on that table covered with a beige tablecloth. Jewels. Not even in the palace have I ever seen such beautiful ornaments, enriched with such colorful and shiny stones. One ring particularly attracts me, adorned with a blinding red ruby.

'Excuse me, ma'am, how much do you want for this ring?'

I turn towards the hooded woman, owner of the stall.

'It's 22 denarii'

She tells me, coming closer and lowering her hood.. who would have thought, I was wrong, she is a girl and.. she is beautiful, I might add. I remained enchanted by that charm for a few seconds, as if I had ended up under some magic spell ..

'Mh? Everything's alright? Did you see anything strange?'

The girl says, waving a hand in front of my face, unlocking that state of Trance into which she herself had led me.

'Oh.. yes yes, here you go..'

I take out my trusty bag where I keep the coins and then hand the 22 denarii to the girl, while she, in turn, hands me the ring.

'Thank you! it's a really beautiful jewel... did you create them?'

The girl shows a slight smile.

'Yes, just me, I often find these stones along my travels and make them into jewels'

'You're a traveler then. It's obvious you're not from here haha'

'Actually, my mother has Arab origins, while my father comes from the distant West'

Uhh.. exotic, I like it. Probably she inherited those expressive eyes from her father’s side.

'You know.. I found that ruby not too far from here, near a very unique cave.. I hope it will bring you luck, Your Highness'

I widen my eyes in surprise.

'H-how did you know-'

'SIRE! FINALLY HERE YOU ARE!’

Oh Karim... always at the wrong time..

I hide the ring in the pocket of my robe and am forced by the guards to return to the palace. Before going, however, I turn my gaze towards that girl, who I forgot to ask her name. She was already observing me, and once our gazes align, like the sun and moon during an eclipse, we exchange a smile, while then she raises the hood on her head, going back to rearranging the necklaces on her stall.

Y/N's POV:

I Sigh. Putting the jewels I couldn't sell today back into my bag. Today was different from the usual.

I return home, noticing my mother cooking in our kitchen.

'I'm back!!!'

‘Darling! How was your day? Did you manage to sell anything?'

'Something..yeah. In particular, I sold the ruby ring.. to the Prince Jungkook'

I see my mother jump.

'Prince? Did the prince himself buy one of your jewels?'

I nod, chuckling.

'and tell me.. what he said to you??'

'Nothing that interesting, mum. Sorry but we can't talk now, I have to rush to the workshop, I still have some stones to cut and tomorrow will be another busy day, many travelers will arrive and therefore more chances to sell!!!'

'Y/n! My baby! But don't overdo it with all this work...'

I immediately run upstairs, straight to my work table. I take out of my bag an ocher stone that I found a few days ago, I was thinking of dividing it in two and making a pair of earrings.

'Oh.. where did I put the razor blade.. Here it is!'

I stop for a second, looking at some old canvases that are near my bed, I stop for a moment, but then, shaking my head, I return to my work.

Who knows if, when the prince looks at the ring, he will think a little about me.. pff.. what am I thinking? He is a prince, he will have an infinite number of rings, what he bought today must have been one of the many whims that nobles have...

Jungkook's pov:

'Jungkook, now you're exaggerating with these constant escapes from the palace.'

'But, Jasmine, I-'

'Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to get you out, but, don't you think it's time you start studying? Acculturate yourself? One day, you will be the sultan'

'Jasmine, I don't want to lock myself in a library and waste my time there, I.. I'm a-'

'yes, a dreamer, you always say it..'

'Wasn't it your desire to escape from the palace that made you meet Aladdin? Or am I wrong?'

'no but..'

'Then why don't you let me out?'

My sister doesn't respond.. it's the first time I've managed to dismantle her, I stay and watch her while she turns and leaves my rooms, apparently annoyed.

I don't understand what's wrong with her. Since our father died, she has changed, her husband also thinks so.. however, it is not easy to manage an entire nation alone, being a woman, many ""people"" sometimes don't believe her and even allied countries tend to always put it in the background. Maybe that's why she doesn't let me out, because she doesn't want me to become like her... but it's senseless. I sit on the bed and the ring I bought this morning comes out of the pocket of my dress.

'I forgot about you'

I'm starting to talk to objects... good, I'd say.

'I wonder what the name of that girl who sold you to me is.. I can almost see her angelic face in the reflections of your scarlet shades..'

I lie down on the bed, still observing the jewel, and then my sight look out the window... it's the ideal evening to walk in the garden, with the light of the full moon illminating the landscape, a light which, colliding with the ruby of my ring , causes a blinding glow emanate from it. I'm probably going crazy, but I feel some sort of strange energy coming from the jewel.

'I have decided! Tomorrow I will go to the market again, with my sister's permission, and I will visit that girl!'

I smile, and then, instinctively, give the ruby a light kiss.

As soon as my lips left it, however, the glow that had appeared before, reappeared, but this time, it couldn't be thanks to the moon... A pink cloud begins to emerge from the ring, spinning around me. Surprised, I throw the jewel across the room, while the cloud continues to spread across the room.

I continue to observe the scene with my mouth open.

The cloud takes the form of a creature... or it would be better to say, a lady, more precisely, and my surprised look soon becomes a confused one.

I observe the creature, when it begins to speak to me.

'At your service, master! Tell me, what is your wish?'

'Oh...but you, you are a genius!?!?!?'

'Who else should I be? A pink unicorn?'

I burst out laughing, above all, at the joy I'm feeling.

'so I have the three wishes available, right? Okay, so the first-'

'STOP STOP STOP boy!'

The female genius looks around.

'You have to be careful what you wish for, I'm not the lamp's genie..'

My gaze returns to confusion.

'What do you mean?'

'Well... unlike him, you can ask me more than three wishes, but... I can only help you when, to make that wish come true, there is no other way out'

I still don't understand... that's why I limit myself to looking at the creature with the same disoriented look.

'Pff.. you princes.. you are all the same.. Let me explain better, then..'

The genie makes a blackboard appear with some doodles.

'if you were in prison, sentenced to death, you call me and wish to escape, I can do it with just a snap of my fingers! However, if next to you you have the bunch of keys to your cell or a file to cut the bars on the window, I can't help you..'

'Oh...'

I finally understood.

'But then you're useless...'

'USELESS?! WATCH HOW YOU SPEAK, SIR!'

'Yes, sorry.. but.. listen, the only wish I have in mind right now is to want to meet a girl-'

'Ah and I can't grant wishes related to love! It would undermine free will, don't you think?'

'I don't want to make her fall in love with me. I just want to meet her and talk to her, I don't feel like I'm affecting any free will. Furthermore, objectively speaking, now I have no other methods to reach her because I don't know where she lives, I don't even know her name.. '

The genie looks at me, confused.

'So you fell in love with a girl you don't even know?'

'she was the one who sold me the ring with your ruby, do you understand?? This is destiny! And..for the record..we spoke this morning, so..I know her..I know her enough to say that..she has a soft voice, delicate skin, big expressive eyes and hair that looks so soft.. it's perfect!'

'and you're head over heels for her...alright, Prince Charming, I'll take you to her, I understood who she is'

Y/n's pov:

'They're wonderful eheh'

I take the ocher earrings I just made, holding them up in front of the window so the moon can give them some light.

'but now it's late.. I'd better go to sleep..'

I put away my tools, and adjust the for tomorrow.

Suddenly, something bursts through the window of my room, which makes me jump in fear. I hold myself against the wall, petrified, trying to understand what has just entered the room.

'it was crazy, genie!!! We have to do it again!'

'Will you calm down!? Look who's in front of you!'

That male voice is not new to me... the shadow of the male figure who is hidden in the room, approaches me towards the moonlight coming through the window, revealing his identity.

'Your Highness.. what are you doing here? And.. and what is that??'

I say, in panic, trying to settle down a bit.

My eyes widening at the sight of that pink human-shaped cloud..

'Hey hey hey, calm down, don't be afraid. I understand that you feel disoriented but I will explain everything to you! She is the genie of the ring!'

I remain silent, still not understanding.

'Oh.. well.. she's basically a very powerful entity, who can make anything you want come true, she popped out of the ring I bought from you, this morning'

I let myself slide along the wall, with my mouth open, ending up sitting on the floor. The prince laughs, and comes to sit next to me.

'I know it all seems like a dream.. and I'm sorry to have surprised you like this, at this time, but.. I wanted to meet you so much! Taking you to the palace and maybe getting to know each other a little, what do you think?'

The boy approaches me, dangerously, and slightly arrogantly. Annoyed, I get up and look at him irritated.

'but how dare you? Alright, you're the prince, but doesn't that give you the right to barge into my house, into my room, at this hour, aided by this... being and then order me to come to the palace with you and get to know each other better? You nobles are all the same, arrogance comes out of every pore. Get out of here!'

I say, pointing to the window.

'But I-'

'I said out!'

'but at least.. you could tell me your name'

'NO'

So the prince, silently and apparently mortified, approaches the genie, and once the latter snaps her fingers, they disappear before my eyes.

'maybe I exaggerated...'

Jungkook's pov:

What happened shocked me almost more than when they told me that my father was no longer here, maybe now I'm exaggerating the situation... but really...

'What did I do wrong, Genie!?'

I say sitting on the ground, frustrated. The genie sits next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder.

'Prince, I think you made the wrong approach to that girl..'

I turn towards her, with a confused and... annoyed look.

'She called me arrogant! I didn't do anything wrong!'

'Maybe not everyone fully understands your behaviour, what for you may have been an innocent invitation, for her seemed like an order...'

'So what should I do?'

'Maybe tomorrow you should go back to her stand and apologize'

I nod..laying on the bed and praying that the night would pass quickly.

the morning

As soon as the slightest ray of sunlight caresses my eyelids, I open my eyes wide. I have to run to the bazar. I get ready, take the ring and start to go out the window, when something stops me... maybe it's that "common sense" I've always heard about... I decide to go to my sister.

'Jasmine.. first of all, sorry about yesterday.. I promise you that I will start studying and stop running away.. but you have to allow me to go out, only today.. please'

I bow before my sister, begging her to give me permission to go out. Raising my head, I see Aladdin placing his hand on Jasmine's hand, urging her to grant my wish.

'Okay, Jungkook, go, don't worry, it won't be the last time I'll let you out, but lessons will start next week'

Out of joy, I run to hug my big sister and her groom. Then i run out of the building, straight towards the market. People sing, dance, but in that moment, for the first time, the music fails to captivate me. Among the crowd, I manage to glimpse the girl's stall and... her! With her hood, with her back turned...but still her!!! I smile and move closer.

'Hey hey hey! Sorry about yesterday... I was a fool, I exaggerated, so much that you misunderstood my intentions-'

The girl turns around, lowering her hood... it's not her.

'Oh.. sorry, maybe you are looking for my child- But.. sire..'

The woman raises her hand to her mouth in surprise. I grab her other hand, squeezing it.

'Ma'am.. can you tell me where your daughter is?! I have to talk to her..'

The lady, still a little shaken and confused, hesitates for a few words.

'I think she went to the stand where Omar sell the paintings... it's right over there'

'Thank you very much, ma'am'

I say, kissing the woman's hand. I move towards the stall of paintings, I know the good man who creates and sells them... now that I think about it, yesterday, despite the mess that happened, I noticed some paintings placed in a corner of the girl's room..advancing among the people, I finally manage to glimpse my mysterious girl, without a hood, focused on admiring a painting of a starry night.. the people seem to advance from the opposite side of the market, allowing me to get closer to her. I remain there, next to her, observing that painting..

'It's a really nice painting, don't you think?'

The girl slowly turns towards me.

'Youe Heighness..'

'I'm sorry about yesterday..'

'No.. I'm the one apologizing.. I went too far.. I thought about the words you said to me, and there was nothing arrogant about them..'

'I was the one who let you misunderstand'

I approach her.

'Anyway.. my name is-'

I put a finger in front of the girl's mouth, not letting her finish a sentence. I smile, then give her a note.

'I hope you will come..'

I turn, walking towards the guards who escorted me, feeling my heart lighter.

Y/n's pov

I remain petrified by the prince's gesture, but, at the same time, it makes me chuckle. I look at the folded note in my hands. I open it and read the contents.

In seven moons, in the royal garden, don't worry, there will be guards to take you there, wait for me at the gazebo at the end of the path. I hope you'll be there...my dreamer.

No one has ever called me that..

'Okay, your highness, I'll play along' i said to myself, carrying the note close to my chest, almost as if I'm hugging it.

One week later

I arrive in front of the door of the immense palace, there are two guards there, I approach them.

'Name.. please'

The prince doesn't know my name.. how can I make them understand that I have to meet him.. what if..

'Dreamer..'

The two guards look at each other, exchanging a few glances, and then nod and open the door to allow me access. Smiling, I advance, heading towards the garden that his heighness told me about in the note. I can already see the gazebo, adorned with an limitless variety of flowers and illuminated by moonlight. Once inside, I find a canvas, some brushes and a box full of colours.

'But..'

'So you came!'

I turn towards that voice, which I now recognize immediately... seeing a beautiful and elegant boy coming towards me. Now that I think about it, every time I've met him, he's always wearing ordinary clothes, never anything that fancy. He approaches me.

'I noticed that you like painting, and that you used to paint in the past... tell me, what made you stop'

We sit on one of the benches in the gazebo, looking at that empty canvas makes me think of my childhood... this makes me move.

'My father was a painter, when I was little, I hoped to become like him, until a few years ago, I painted an indecipherable number of canvases... I took some to the market, but I couldn't sell even one... my dream is always been to portray the most beautiful moments on a canvas, so as to be able to ensure true immortality for those memories... but, when I lost my father, I decided to give up that dream, both because, due to my origins, it wouldn't have made any money, and because I had to take care of my mother..'

The prince wraps his arm around my shoulder and brings me to him, instinctively, I rest my head on his shoulder.

'I'm sorry about your father...I really am, but, in my opinion, you should start painting again, it's your dream in the end, and isn't it the very act of doing it that keeps your father's memory alive? You know... sometimes it happens that we are forced to put our dreams aside... it's happening to me, right now, you know... before, I didn't have a real dream, on the contrary, I wanted to find one. Before meeting you, I understood that my dream is probably to dance, sing, compose music... but now, like a good prince, I have to put all this on the back burner, because I have to prepare to become the future sultan.. but.. do you know the beautiful thing about being a dreamer? They manages to make their dreams come true, because they believes in them, because they sees them, because they maintains their passion for them..this is my path '

'ours...you mean.'

I say looking into the boy's eyes, while I caress his hand with mine. He smiles, and then turns his gaze towards the canvas... then, I get up, start taking the brushes and colours... and off we go. Hours pass, the night gets deeper and deeper. I can feel his tall gaze as I paint. Once finished, I look at my hands, now smeared with colour, together with the white dress I had worn for the occasion. The prince approaches, taking my hand.

'Heighness! There was paint on my hand'

'Well then?'

The prince states, dipping a finger into the purple paint and then running it along his right cheek. We burst out laughing, and then we look at the canvas..

'what do you plan to name it?'

'I think the most suitable name is... Dreamers'

Present Jungkook's Pov:

By now the night was fading, giving way to dawn...and a new day...the two remain observing each other for a few minutes, in silence, when suddenly the girl takes the boy's face, bringing it to hers, zeroing the distance between them, with a kiss full of love and sweetness. The guy wraps his arms around the girl's waist, while she does the same around his neck, after their lips part, they bring their foreheads together, closing their eyes.

'And by the way.. the name is Y/n..'

'it's beautiful..'

'Thank you.. haha..'

'But I'm not just talking about your name, I'm talking about all of this'

'I had guessed it, your highness'

The two laugh.

'So... that means you and your mother are coming here, right?'

'As tall as you wish'

END OF STORY

'At that response, the boy, whose name was Jungkook picked the girl up, hugging her and kissing her again. Luckily, her sister Jasmine had already removed the law that forced nobles to marry other nobles. So, the two prepared a stylish and colorful wedding, where everyone danced and sang and then... the two dreamers had children...'

'Stubborn like their father'

Y/n says, crossing her arms and looking down at us.

'But with their mother's temper'

We all burst out laughing as my babies start climbing on me.

'but dad! And the genie? Where has she been?'

'You didn't tell us how the painting was made!!'

I get up from the couch, picking up my two puppies.

'Am I wrong or did you promise me that once the story was over you would go to bed? If I don't see you in your bed in five minutes, tomorrow I won't tell you what happened to the genie and I won't show you the painting!'

'You mean the painting is here!!! LET'S RUN TO SLEEP COME ON!!'

The two little bipeds immediately run into their little room, while I fall back on the sofa, tired, but happy, with my Y/n, leaning on my chest.

'Is it possible that they never noticed?'

'I think they'll pay attention to it tomorrow, my dreamer'

The painting is located right in this room, on the wall in front of us, it portrays me and Y/n, under the gazebo, accompanied by the bright colors of the flowers and illuminated by the moon. Yes, that is a moment that will never die. I think, hugging my sweet Y/n even closer to me, and observing for a few seconds, the ring with the red ruby, on the table near the sofa, which shines more than usual..

[longeyelashedtragedy]

oooh modric?

L U K I T A

(i'm already both struggling with the concept of finding just one favorite photo of him, but at the same time i have a very classic go-to hahaha)

favorite thing about them: uh literally everything? if i was raising or helping to raise a boy, i would use luka as a positive role model for non-toxic masculinity. i just adore him in every way. he's not perfect, but he seems like such a good person who operates with intelligence and humility--at the same time he's tough and no pushover! i love his floofy hair and elf face combined with his Manly Voice and best abs in football (and 3rd nipple vibes hahaha...he has a birthmark on his Tits.). plus, his wife Vanja is the queen of wags and in the family photos they seem to be raising their kids to be normal kids--they're not always posed in instagram ready outfits and express their own senses of style instead of wearing cutesy matching outfits (looking at you rakitic family your kids are TOO OLD for that). his football is so sexy and exciting to watch. i will watch his rm highlights and it's just so!!! imagine a lukita & lamps midfield linkup!

also the #old #man #way he #UsesHashtags #😎

also also i like that he is older than i am...i feel like footballers are all 5 years old these days lol

least favorite thing about them: he plays for one of my least favorite teams :( so i never watch him play, lol. but at least rm (as far as i know) treats him decently as an Ancient Player

favorite line: omg...maybe when he cursed out a slovenian ref, "jebem ti mater slovensku u pičku" (def spelled that wrong) ORRR uh the classic when he wrote "I am fucked" in the comments of his ancient insta post

brotp: like...everyone he meets? luka and kova, luka and carli (tho luka ćorluka is def a valid OTP), luka and MARCELO...idk he just seems to bring joy and sunshine to everyone he meets. no wonder his mom called him "my sun" at one of his awards ceremonies.

notp: with messi

otp: i mean....i mean...

R A K I D R I Ć. my first otp of two footballers. it's everything. after all these years i think it still might be my favorite football ship. it gives lamperry in a sense (though lamperry also gives šejan...Interesting) the way Luka makes ivan feel so good and bright and happy and like he belongs (until it all went to shit.). i wish they could have been together somehow, even though vanja is the rare wag i 100% love lol.

(runnerup: modramos)

random headcanon: uhh...lukita is one of those guys who i think is pretty straight, but has some exceptions.

unpopular opinion: STOP CALLING HIM A FUCKING LESBIAN/DYKE i will literally. what the fuck. it ain't cute and saying a man isn't a man bc he has qualities you like? or somehow associate with femininity? is...don't contribute to the problem guys. thank god i haven't seen much of this recently but like...gurguhg it gets my blood Boiling

song i associate with them: ok this is weird...but the only song that makes me think of lukita is "sin pijama" by becky g/natti natasha, and this is only because dejan had an insta video where he's driving to see luka and singing that song into the camera...apparently he wants to see luka in his bedroom without pajamas? modren agenda

favorite picture of them: actually. i'm going into my Archives and posting two random ones

feat. ms VANJA BOSNIĆ herself

[night-fall-moon]

Chapter 5: Let it Rain Blood—Refrain

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"This is the club where the Nutcracker has recently been spotted."

"It's kinda fun."

"The crowds making me sick”

"I think we- no- I think I'm outta place here."

"Nah, you look cute, Shirazu." Reina smacked his shoulder and winked.

Instead of taking the compliment to heart he just grumbled about how horrible he looked in feminine fashion. But she didn't blame him, he did look out of place—for the wrong reasons.

Shirazu had decided to wear a plain strapless bodycon dress, a cardigan thrown over top of it—with a zebra print scarf wrapped around his neck. His makeup looking all bright—clumps of mascara sticking to his eyelids. His hair brought up into a side drill ponytail.

Meanwhile the rest of them had worn calmer outfits, soft flowey dresses, soft makeup, modest clothing—nothing too out there. And yet here he was standing out like a sore thumb. Though he swore it was because of his height—it wasn't.

"The difference isn't your height. Now shut up, and focus on the mission at hand." Reina smacked his arm and left to talk with Haise.

"Hey."

"Hey.."

"I noticed you weren't paying attention during the briefing the first time around." She looked up at him worriedly, "what's on your mind?"

"It's.." he sighed.

"Promise you won't laugh at me?" He smiled down at her.

"You know I wouldn't, Haise." She grinned.

He chuckled and looked at the dance floor, his arms falling behind his back after tucking the white wig behind his ear.

"I took the rest of the squad to this amazing cafe, I mean it was filled with amazing decorations, books, it felt so... comforting.."

She looked at his face, his eyes reminiscing the warmth of the said café, his eyes sparkling under the vivid lights. His lips quirking up into a soft smile.

"We sat down and got served by this beautiful... stunning.. woman—"

"Hmm, someone's got a crush." She laughed at him.

"You promised you wouldn't laugh!" He whined embarrassedly.

"Too late for that, lover boy. Now what's she got to do with it?"

"She uhh.. she served us our coffee and when I took a sip of it—it—it... it felt so... familiar.. like I've always known this exact taste my whole life, but this was the first time I've ever visited... the place." His smile dropped into a frown, his eyebrows furrowed, hands balled up behind him.

"It felt like I was.. home for the first time since.."

"I know. It's been a long time since we both felt.. at home. Even with the so called 'home' we live in, it's just a prison we're bound to. Its nothing like—"

"Hey, Sassan!"

Both mentors turned to the boy calling out to his mentor.

"I think the Nutcracker's evaluating someone." He whispered, pointing at the corner she was seen talking to someone in.

Just then the girl stopped talking and pondered the idea.

"This isn't good.. that girl might go with the nut. If the nut gets to her, she may be taken to a different location."

...

"Sassan, Nana. About Saiko.. I think you're both too easy on her. Is.. there.. a reason?"

Looking up at the older man she waited for him to answer first. Haise looked down at the ground and thought back to old memories.

"Saiko's... mother left her father and took her and her brother with her. She opened up a bar with help from her boyfriend, but things didn't go well." He paused.

"..Saiko and her brother were sent to the CCG Junior Academy because tuition was cheap. She never wanted to become an investigator in the first place."

"When the time came to choose a career path, she still had no intention of becoming a ghoul investigator. Then the Junior cadets were given a Quinx aptitude test, of the six who passed, Saiko was by far the most suitable subject."

"When her mother found out there'd be compensation she immediately agreed to the procedure. The risk didn't seem matter to her mother—that's what I was told." He turned to look at the boy and acknowledged that he was her mentor for the squad, so that she could do her job, but he felt compelled to doing his job knowing that this wasn't what she wanted to do in life.

"I hesitate to lay more on her than I have to when she can't be motivated."

"Guess having parents doesn't mean being happy. She's the only one with either parent close by." He sighed.

"Both of Urie's are gone. Tooru's family was killed by ghouls. My dad's—my mom's around somewhere, but.. as long as we're in that house, I think we gotta do our jobs!! She's just bein' lazy!" He yelled frustrated that there was such a simple solution that was being overlooked.

"If she's hurting for money, she can work... she should cut ties with her mom."

"Maybe..."

"No, she should!!"

"I don't think it's that simple as you think it is, Shirazu." Reina whispered knowing he didn't hear anything over the loud music.

"H-hey, Sassan? If you regain your memory... are you.. going to quit the commission? You too, Nana... since you're both..."

"Since we're both what?"

"You know.." he brought his hands up and put his pointer fingers together, hinting that he thought they were dating.

"W-wait a second. Me and Haise aren't.. you think we're..!?" She screeched out horrified.

"Me and Reina aren't—"

"Wait really?! This whole time I thought the two of you were—"

"Oh, god, no! Not that there's anything wrong with Haise, but he's like a brother! Ew." She cringed as he just watched and laughed at her dramatics.

"To answer you question, Shirazu, I won't quit." Haise reassured the boy who looked at him with a wavering smile

Just then a loud laugh erupted from the other side of the club.

"I like your hair!! It's cute!" Mutsuki a voice rang out surprising the person he was talking to—which was none other than the Nutcracker.

"Is he drunk?" A pull at Haise's dress pulled him out of his thoughts as he looked down at Saiko.

"What is it, Saiko?"

"I think Mutsi had something to drink. He reeks of alcohol." She recalled the unpleasant smell on him.

"Looks like that'll be one hell of a hangover for him tomorrow." Reina laughed.

"He's coming over!"

Mutsuki ran over to the group and greeted them with a salute before announcing that he successfully earned a job from the Nutcracker. His words slurred as his eyes focused on Haises before blinking away from the older man's gaze, and turning to drag both Saiko and Shirazu with him to the dance floor leaving both mentors by the wall.

They watched as they shouted, complained, and enjoyed themselves without worrying about their jobs, and instead focusing on being the children they still were at the moment. Both Haise and Reina admired them from a far, their faces smiling sadly as they took in this innocent moment.

And now, there she was. Sitting in front of one of the members of the Washu clan. Matsuri Washu. She's always hated him ever since she first met him. To be honest, he gave her the creeps whenever they spoke. She couldn't explain it.

Joining her was Juuzou and Haise, running the meeting was the damned Washu man. So far she'd done nothing but pick at her nails and pretende to read over the so called documents he gave the trio. She didn't care for what he had to say, plus Haise was there. Surely he would fill her in.

She found it funny how one could be so proud of his lineage without knowing all the actual problematic things that happened under his very nose. He'd been so sheltered, that he was blind as to what was right in front of him.

“…have investigator Mutsuki attend the auction.” Matsuri said annoyed.

At that Reina perked up and looked at Haise who glanced at her quickly and asked if he heard him correctly.

“A-alone, sir?” He stuttered.

They both knew that even if Mutsuki did get the lead, he was in no way fit to go alone no matter the circumstance. If they could decide who to take to the auction, Reina would offer herself. She didn’t endure a year of torture for nothing.

“Of course. It’d be suspicious otherwise. It’s to avoid arousing suspicion, and so we can mount an attack from within.” His voice echoed throughout the room.

“He won’t be able to carry a quinque in with him if there’s a security check. And that is what the quinxes ability is for, no..?”

Haise panicked and blurted out the first thing that came to mind to protect the boy from any imminent danger, “But Investigator Mutsuki isn’t ready for such an important mission!!”

“What do you mean by ‘but,’ Investigator Sasaki?” Matsuri voice lowered by an octave, an almost animalistic—irritated growl came out from the man.

Haise cowered and just watched as Juuzou stepped in to save him from. Raising his hand, he asked for permission to speak before asking if he could join the auction too. His bubbly voice cutting through the tension between both guys.

“What if I pose as Investigator Mutsuki’s friend? Might be good to have one more on the inside if you want to mess things up from within.” He smiled innocently.

The discussion only lasted a few more minutes until the Washu man finally relented and allowed the boy with red stitches to attend and pose as an average citizen.

Just then there was a knock at the door, Investigators Hirako, Akira, and Shimoguchi entered the room. They stood tall as Matsuri addressed them a lot more formally than he did with Haise and Reina. She scoffed but covered it up as a cough and sat forward in her seat, her arms crossed across her chest, and leaned on the table. After that the meeting had officially commenced.

“Now let me explain the details of the operation auction sweep.”

As everyone left the room Juuzou caught up to mentors and chatted up a small conversation before Akira came over and spoke to the both of them as well.

“Reina, Haise. If Squad 2 is involved, it’s a big operation. That doesn’t happen often.” Her words struck them as she wasn’t holding back.

She wanted them to understand the severity of the operation and what it entailed.

“I know neither of you have any career ambitions here, but what you do here will go a long way. That of course applies to your squad too. But the bigger the reward…” she sighed looking away from them.

“The bigger the risk.” Reina muttered as Haise continued from where she left off.

“Thats what you were going to say, right..?”

“Yeah..”

Reina stayed silent as she stayed listening to the older woman. She knew that she hated her, and yet she still warned her—them— of the dangers that lurked in future operations whilst working at the CCG. A small fire erupted in the younger girls chest. Maybe it was because she thought they were finally getting along, that she was pushing their differences aside even. That feeling died down into nothing but wisps of smoke when she thought that it was all meant for Haise.

But why did she care? She was a human, nothing but food for her. She shook those thoughts away and hurried the feeling deep down. She’d deal with her feelings once they were ready to burst in the near future. As for now she’d just have to focus on her words.

“You need to be stronger, Haise. Be stronger and kill ghouls. Those with the least to lose… are the strongest.” And with that she left them. She didn’t even bother to spare the girl another glance either.

Once she was far enough away Reina turned to Haise and found a conflicted expression on his face. Grabbing his shoulder she rubbed it.

“Hey, if you really want to be stronger don’t listen to her words. Killing does nothing, it only feeds into the conflict you have between yourself. Instead, do what feels right to you, Haise. You’re your own person.” She smiled before grabbing his arm and dragging him to the car.

“Let’s go home now. We’ve got the rest of the squad to debrief.”

Once they both got home she left to her room and changed out of her clothes and into some shorts and an oversized shirt she’d stolen from one of the boys. Walking to the bathroom she shut herself in and started her nightly routine. Making sure to wash her face, and moisturize properly.

It had been getting a bit chillier as autumn was coming to fruition. The wind nipped at her skin everytime she left without a scarf, leaving her skin dry.

Leaving the bathroom she went back to her room and thought of the squad and their first mission. She wondered how they’d hold up. She remembered the first time she’d ever fought against an operation. The day the coffee shop became nothing but burnt bricks and ashes. Tragedy following moments later.

She sighed and sat on her bed. The blinds were open allowing her to see outside the big wall of windows that so generously came with the house. Her thoughts suddenly turned to a certain boy in the hospital.

“God, what the hell am I going to do with him. He doesn’t listen to either of us, now look at what happened. Turning himself into a little guinea pig.” She flopped her head on her pillows and tugged the sheets over her body shielding herself from the cool air circulating throughout the room.

She stretched her hand out above her head, reaching for the ceiling.

“What would Yoshimura do? What would dad do?”

Pulling her hand down she turned to reach over her nightstand and turned the lamp off before heading to bed. That would be a problem for the furture her. For now she’d rest for there were big days ahead of them leading up to the raid in November.

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a/n: hi! I’m back again but imma dip soon again due to my teachers giving excessive work. I hope you enjoy the next few chapters, I barley had time to proofread them so I apologize for any errors!!

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[orangeboulevard]

Five: Stretch The Truth (Star Trek Voyager, Reader)

Summary: An interesting encounter for the crew of the USS Voyager.

Word Count: 714

The crew of the USS Voyager did not expect to encounter a lone shuttle, adrift in space, on their recent journey of a stretch of planet-less space. Captain Kathryn Janeway raised a perfectly plucked brow and shot a glance at her first officer, Chakotay, who seemed equally mystified.

"Ensign?" 

"It's a standard design shuttlecraft, one life sign, no power besides life support. It's just adrift, Captain," Ensign Kim reported, nimble fingers dancing across the computer screen. "Should we tractor it in?" 

"Yes, Commander Tuvok, I want you and a security team to meet the person."

The stoic Vulcan nodded and left his post, another yellow-clad officer stepped into his place, tapping on his com badge in the turbo-lift as he put together a security detail. His chosen officers assembled and awaited him at the doors of the shuttle bay, he briefly acknowledged them before entering the bay- all with the phasers drawn.

The doors hissed open, and the officers cautiously moved forward. The team found a still silence in the bay as the person had not yet exited the shuttlecraft, they circled the vehicle, and Tuvok was the one to infer the whereabouts and initiate the door-opening mechanism on the craft. 

The team tensed as a humanoid figure- wearing horrendously bright clothes, one hand clutching a glass filled with strange-looking liquid and the other holding a thinly wrapped joint- came sprawling out. Tuvok observed them with an indifferent expression. 

You recover from your messy entrance after taking a huge swig of your drink, you meet the Vulcan's eyes. "Wwwell, hello!" 

"Are you intoxicated?" The Vulcan asked without any hint of hesitation. 

"No... Not right now." Seeing the taller man's unamused expression, your face tinted a shade of red. "Okay, yeah, maybe I am. Just a little bit." 

You sighed and looked around the cargo bay, brows furrowed in confusion, "Did Jena send you?" 

"I am unfamiliar with a Jena, we encountered your vessel adrift in space." 

"Nah, I think you're with Jena," you patted his shoulder but immediately recoil as every phaser is pointed at you, "Chill-ax! Wow, testy." The Vulcan made a motion which prompted the team to lower their weapons.

"Damn, so who are you? A taxi service?" 

"This vessel you are aboard-" A woman's voice startled you so badly, your drink jumped out of your hand and you littered ash from your joint on the floor too, "-is the Starfleet Federation USS Voyager and I am Captain Kathryn Janeway." Janeway crossed her arms, an amused look on her face at your jittery and nervous gestures. 

"Shit! Uh, sorry. I'll uhh, I uhh. Please to meet you... Your majesty." You blundered, your face becoming increasingly red at your seemingly unending series of fuck-ups.

"Captain Janeway will do just fine." She raised a manicured hand.

Tuvok turned to his captain, "Captain, they're currently under the influence of some illicit substances."

"Nuh-uh!" Your complaint went unheard.

"Where are you from?" 

"Florida." 

Janeway's neutral look shifted at that and she gaped at you with shock, "Earth?" 

"Of course. Where else?" You giggled, missing the look shared between Captain Janeway and lieutenant-commander Tuvok.

"Are you aware of where you are right now?" Tuvok asked. 

"Uhm, a movie set? Looks pretty awesome, can't lie, guys. Sorry, I don't know what I'm doing here," you admit while taking a drag from your joint. 

"What do you last remember?" Janeway questioned, her fingers holding her chin as she pondered this bizarre situation. 

"My buddy told me to test out this acid he got, said it would make me transport dimensions-" your reddened eyes widened, "I didn't think he meant it literally!" 

"There must be more to this than... That." Tuvok assessed. "Whatever might have transported you here may be the key to returning home." 

"Returning home? Where are we right now?" You looked around, becoming increasingly more manic and nervous. 

"Space, the delta quadrant." 

"Whaaaat! I'm gonna act like those funny words mean something to me!"

"We're one hundred and twenty light-years away from Earth." 

"Okay... Okay... I think... I think I'm gonna take a nap." Ignoring the protests from the strangers, you lowered yourself onto the floor and passed out almost immediately.

[lazydreamer19]

✒Andy Sachs: send me a scenario and I'll write a blurb on it. (No smut)

What about a scenario of yule ball in which like y/n was dating someone already and he dumps her on the yule Ball day and she's like completely heartbroken but Draco has been pining over her for so long and he hates to see her cry and he's like "may I have this dance??"

"Dance with me?"

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Genre: Slight Angst at the beginning, Fluff.

Y/n: Your name.

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I walked down the staircase ,being aware of all the eyes directed towards me,but my eyes searched to see the ones of one particular person. Or I rather forced myself to look for him. Justin and my relationship had been going through a sore spot very recently, especially with him being jealous of my best friend, Draco Malfoy. Being only fourteen, I don't expect myself to make the best choice in terms of my friends or lovers. But, for Justin to constantly make accusations regarding Draco's plans to "break us up" was a new low for him.

I agree, Draco is definitely not the most pleasant person. But he has always been a constant of mine, ever since our friendship blossomed from our very first Herbology class. From ensuring my safety everywhere to making time for us to spend with each other, he had always been there for me. It would be a lie if I said that I didn't feel a small attraction towards him, which is the main reason why I started dating Justin. I was scared that Draco’s liking towards me was only platonic, so I pushed myself to get into a relationship, so as to stay away from him.

Breaking away from my thoughts, I looked up to find Draco making his way towards me. His eyes reflected admiration as he looked at me,but I could be very much mistaken. A rare but bright smile was on his face.

"Y/n….You…You look….absolutely stunning!"

He said.

"Thank You Draco, so do you! So….Who's your date? Where is she?"

"Uhh…Pansy hasn't arrived yet." His face fell immediately.

"Draco I'm so sorry, I wish I could go with you!"

"Don't be, it's alright. Where is the knobhead boyfriend of yours?" He said with a scowl. Earning him a light shove on the shoulder from me immediately

"Don't call him that. Besides, I don't think that there's a boyfriend title anymore."

"Is everything okay? Do you want me to hex him?" The amount of concern dripping from his words made my heart clench. Why did he care for me so much?

"Everything is okay.Don't worry, I kind of like the idea of breaking up with him. Oh, I think Pansy is here, you should go to her. I promise, I'll be fine."

Disappointedly,he turned towards the staircase as Pansy came down. A feeling of hurt crossed my chest as he took Pansy's hand and led her towards the hall, wishing that it was me. Fortunately, I found my date talking to another girl, rather, flirting with someone else at the entrance of the Great Hall.

"Justin!"

"Oh hey Y/n, why are you so late? Where have you been?"

"Obviously I was getting ready, and I wasn't even that late, I was searching for you, where were you?"

"Oh I went to talk to the team for the upcoming match."

"Come on, we're already late."

Begrudgingly taking my hand,he led me to the hall. His disinterest was as visible as the cracks in our relationship. Break-up with him was inevitable,but his behaviour towards me recently made me think, whether I should do it immediately or not. I wasn't ready for heartbreak but I wasn't having any of his disrespectful behaviour anymore too. I felt torn.

When the dance started, I had to quite literally beg him to dance with me. Fortunately,no one saw or heard us. Throughout the entire time, as we danced with each other, our attention wasn't at each other, rather towards someone else. Mine towards Draco, and his towards a particular Hufflepuff.

"Y/n…I c-can't do this anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"This….us, I don't think we should be together anymore. It's not working. I'm sorry,but I'll leave right now." With that he left, leaving me all shocked and surprised. His apology was obviously a farce, considering the way he said it. He just wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible

When I said that I wanted to break up with him, it didn't mean in an abrupt manner like this. I wanted us to sit down,discuss and part ways amicably. But, it seems like he had other plans in his mind, or rather no plans at all. My emotions went all over the place, I felt angry,shocked, sad at the same time. Tears gathered in my eyes, threatening to spill out at any moment. He didn't have to be so rude and disrespectful towards me for the past few days. Leaving the dance floor, I made my way to one corner and brought out my napkin to dab my tears away, but the more I dabbed, the more tears I started to shed as all of my emotions bubbled out.

A gentle hand on my shoulder broke me away from my crying session. Turning to look, I found Draco with worry and anger etched on his face, looking at me.

"Y/n. What. Happened? What did he do?"

"Nothing much, we broke up."

"That tosser is dead, I'll make sure of it."

"As much as I would appreciate you doing it, I don't want to get you in Azkaban for someone's murder."

"For you, I'm ready to do anything."

"Leave it Draco. You should go back to Pansy, I'm sure she's waiting for you."

"Don't worry, she's busy flirting with Zabini. She was actually encouraging me to leave."

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Spend time with the girl I like. Which I am doing right now." My heart started beating fast at his reply. I couldn't believe my ears. This definitely was a joke

"Draco,you don't mean that do you?"

"Ofcourse I do, isn't it obvious? It's you who has always managed to catch my eyes. Not any other girl. Never will there be any other girl, other than you."

I felt dumbstruck, I have been waiting for this moment ever since I started having feelings for him. But, my stupidity had to go ruin this by dating someone else, so as to avoid my feelings for him.

"Dance with me?" Laying out his palm towards with his eyes on me. Without wasting a second, I accepted his offer. At that moment, I didn't care about what everyone else had to say, all I can think about was, Draco.

A/n: Thanks a lot for the idea Sp! Loved writing this! I hope it was upto your expectations, I'm sorry if it wasn't! Thanks to all reading this, please feel free to let me know about your thoughts! (This turned into more of a one-shot than a blurb)

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[bakuhoego]

Kageyama Tobio.

who's in his third year of highschool, the man and the legend who's inlove and full time volleyball player. Nothing else on his mind except for that one sport, until...a certain someone made room for that small prick headed of his.

"hey Y/N" he sheepishly said, as he slid the seat right next you.

"Hi, did you finish the homework that Mr.Mark sent out last class" you asked.

"crap that one" Kageyama muttered, "it totally slipped my mind", scratching the back of his neck.

"why did i even ask, no matter how many times i remind you, you never tend to do it", you chuckled remembering the night after the homework was sent out, reminding him to do the work, even going far borrowing his phone and putting a set of reminder for him. In the end it was useless after all.

Kageyama stayed still, looking right at you contemplating. As you looked back questioning as too why he was hesitating.

"uhh.."

with a raised eyebrow you continued , "okay, why do you look like you have a stick up your ass, Tobio, you're making me anxious, do you have something to say or what" licking your lips and titling your head waiting for the lean,handsome boy in front of you.

which not to mention, you had a big fat crush on the said boy in front of you. The one and only Kageyama Tobio, the one who everyone labeled as cold, awkward, and only cared about the well known sport. Volleyball.

Ever since your first year of being in Karasuno, you can't help but be attracted to him, the skills and his cold aura. Playing volleyball skillfully and the passion that came along with it, that you can't help fall and admire. Of course you didn't expect much from him to notice you, but as soon as you became further into the years of being their manager helping along side with Yachi, is when the so called feelings came deeper and deeper then you anticipated.

the two of you became closer as time went on, you couldn't help but held on to that small percentage of hope that maybe one day Kageyama has strongs feelings for you too. The similar feeling that has been simmering down with you since the first year. But one can only wish.

As Kageyama continues on to his unfinished sentence, a sentence that one and including you can never expect. That leaves you completely dumbstruck.

taking a deep breathe, "we- well...." hesitating again. Bouncing the left leg of yours, of anxiousness, "what is he saying" you thought.

"Tobio-" before you can finished.

"ivenbeentalkingtothisgirlthativebeentellingyouaboutyouknowthatonegirlwhosinonemyclass" he blurted out, catching his breath.

Ah yes, that "one girl". As cliche as it sounds, you could and aimlessly call her that well known term nowadays called a "heather". She was pretty you gotta admit, smart and funny. which of course made you tight bit insecure. You don't know her as much, but as of recently all you've gotten from everyone and now including Tobio is that she's nice,amazing,beautiful and probably never ending wonderful traits that you would never get.

"oh" you continued on, " I didn't know, you were interested in her like fully-fully" you wiggled your eyebrows hoping to give of that teasing energy but having a disappointment tone laced through your voice. You were upset the matter of fact and any average person would know that, but knowing the said boy in front of you, there's no way he would get the hint.

"yeah" Kageyama smiles, "I mean, we've only been talking for a few weeks, and I know it's weird of me and such, but I like her I guess, maybe talking i don't know"

"a few weeks, god how pathetic can you get" you thought. "We've know each other for two years, and even so you never ever said these things about me" you continued you on with your thoughts

With a smile that should have been bright around him, mindlessly never reached to your ears. "well if you like her so much, why not make a move, you know invite her to the upcoming match y'all have"

Stupid you said to yourself, but you're not a spiteful of a person, and if Kageyama wished to like this mysterious girl upon him you can't but help to support and at the same time wish that it was you and not her.

Before he could let out another word, Mr.Mark walked in beginning the start of first period.

Patting his back, you turned right back to the textbook and paper infront you, furthering on not talking to Kageyama the rest of the class.

"Why the hell do you have a big ass frown on your face, you're making the whole ass place sad with your energy" Tsukishima snickered.

"That wasn't so nice of you Tsukki, I'm pretty sure Y/N had a rough day at school, didn't you Y/N?" Yamaguchi answered back to his rude childhood best friend.

following a deeply saddening sigh, "yeah I did, but it doesn't matter anymore" you forced smiled. "I'm totally over with it"

yeah "totally over my ass" Tsukishima thought

Tsukishima chuckled, "why? did your so called lover boy rejected you, I heard he found another girl toy to chat with"

"Tsukki! you know Y/n feelings about Kageyama", Yamaguchi glared.

forcing not to hear the last few words of his, you continued walking as you rebuttal with the tall ass french fry right beside you. "first, I wasn't rejected you shit head and second yeah whatever"

"whatever my ass, you're obviously upset and its legit killing the mood, who cares anyways" he grinned, knowing that he was just teasing

But as much as you would like too sass back, you didn't have the urge too, obviously angry and dejected for what happened earlier morning.

"You know what Kei, if you have nothing else better to say why don't you just fuck off. Cause clearly you don't care about your friends feelings. See you guys at the upcoming match" With that you said your last goodbyes to both tall boys and left.

As soon as you said that, tsukishima was left speechless, not uttering a single word after cursing him off. "i would say fuck off to myself, if i were you too" Tsukishima thought. "god how ungodly stupid of me".

"Good job Tsukki, why don't you just confessed would ya" Yamaguchi advised, after the coast was clear.

"yeah" rolling his eyes, "it's not like i haven't thought of that"

"Sorry Tsuki", "i'm just saying go easy on Y/Kageyama clearly just rejected Y/n without knowing Y/N feelings"

As the night went on Tsukishima and Yamaguchi bid their goodbyes leading on to the next few weeks towards the upcoming match.

With the last few weeks, everyone was stressed and focused to say the least. With the amount of pressure and burdened that had come with in, there was a lot of tension. Battling one of their biggest rival, Seijoh.

to the matter of fact also made you nervous, you had high hopes for your team, but knowing that there's a possibility of losing towards Seijoh was a fraught, especially how the team is inproving making you sweat like a sauna.

With that as to how busy everyone is, you talked less to everyone including Tsuskishima and Kageyama, perhaps everyone. Even being on the same sport team and being their manager, the memebers were all focused. Adding you towards the mixed, planning game strategies for the team.

Not even noticing, it was the day of the match, and just to add one more thing you were a nervous wreck, and you weren't even playing.

As you finally made it with the team on the court, you sat down preparing what the needs of the team later on, getting their bottled water filled and setting towels for them as the match ends. with that you sore on forward to complete the task.

Making your way back to the court, with the filled cold water, you spotted Kageyama. Yearning of wanting to wish him a goodluck and perhaps slid in a conversation with him. The past couples of week were rough knowing full well that you have just been heart broken, and even so risking the friendship you had with kageyama whilst avoiding him because of your weak dying heart not having the guts to talk and even face him when had the chance. But now, "a quick goodluck" would be fine. Just talking to him assuming would make you feel better.

As you slowly made your way towards him was when you saw a figure, a figure you somehow can't recognize. Walking forward, yelling slightly again for his name, to which of course he did not hear, and when it came to your third attempt as he finally looked back, smiling and sending you a small wave, to which his arms wrapped around the small figure next to him. Leaving you behind.

To your surprise, tears started to pool and spilled down the redness of your eyes and face. "god you never even had a chance, how pathetic and stupid of you, hoping for Kageyama to like you back" was what you thought in the spur of the moment chanting the same phrase over and over again.

Unknowingly to you, someone else was with you, watching as you bawled your eyes out. Looking up, reaching to pull his glasses that were now falling. Made his way towards you pulling your back towards him. "how stupid"

Looking up, was the tall ass french fry. Wrapping and hugging you with his comforting figure.

Wiping the tears, pretending that you've never had cried.

chuckling, "oh hi, I didn't even noticed you there" you laughed. "god sorry, my eyes are just profusely wet right now" attempting to hide the reason as to why you started crying.

leading him to rolling his eyes, to which you glared back.

He began to wrap his arms around you tighter, he leaned down, as his lips were right next to your ears, he continued.

"Go ahead, no ones stopping you", wiping the excess tears.

And this time, you didn't stop, crying till no tears were left.

[khrissanchez98]

"Curiosity is dangerous ."(unfinished story)

It's 7:30 am .I enter the local coffee shop located on a busy street in downtown Des Moines iowa.The sun is coming up and people are on their regular commute to work.Rushing at a pace I refuse to move at nowadays.As far as I'm concerned,I'm just an out of work writer who chose passion over an unsatisfying 9 to 5 ,still not sure if this was the best idea but it suits me for now. As of recent I had just left my wife after finding out she was having an affair with one of her coworkers. Can't remember why the fuck I ever got married.Anyways.It is what it is.Then I'm also dealing with my consistent contemplation on whether or not I even want to continue to live past my late thirties and my unhealthy obsession with death,but I guess I'll discuss that later.

All I know is,today was gonna be different then the rest.

I get my coffee and prepare to pay for it with the little money I have left from working the last odd job I found .Gotta make money somehow for the time being.The baby faced coffee shop employee is too happy for me this morning ,and more than willing to spark up a conversation.And I haven't even had my coffee yet.Kill me now.

"How are you doing today sir,the weather's beautiful today wouldn't you say?"he says With a big bright cheerful smile on his face. His name tag displays that his name is Eric.Of course his names Eric.

I stop for a minute and contemplate what I should say.Then I set both my hands on the counter ,with the little patience I have in me,and look up at him.

"Look um Eric,I can tell your just trying to be nice and I can tell your young and probably still a virgin,so I'm gonna cut you some slack,but I'm gonna be rather blunt with you,maybey save you some trouble in the future.First I can't tell you how my days going yet,and you want to know why? ,it literally just started about an hour ago and not to mention I haven't even had my first coffee yet or my first cigarette,meaning it's too damn early to tell,okay.Second,I just found out about a week ago that my wife,my angel my everything, as you would put it ,is enthusiastically opening her legs for one of her co-workers when I'm not around.So I'm still working on managing the homicidal rage from that little situation.Last but not least,when I come to this place to get my coffee this early ,I'm not here to have meaningless interactions,I'm here to sit in silence,do some writing and drink my coffee.So I hope that answers your question son"

I laid down the money,grabbed my coffee and began to walk away.I could hear Eric behind me. "uhh well I hope you have a good day sir,didn't mean to bother you"

Okay maybey that was unnecessary but I wasnt in the mood and hadn't been in the mood for days now.Look,I'm not a complete asshole,but times have been tough lately and all I'm doing Is surviving in every way.I figure being honest and blunt will keep interactions simple and short which is exactly what I need right now.Sue me.

Just like I told the over cheerful coffee shop employee, Eric,I wasn't sure how my day was going or how it was even gonna go .Not yet atleast.My days were uneventful predictable and regular for the most part and rather boring I might add and I was completely fine with this.I lived a life of chaos for some time,and while I found excitement in it,it was leading me down dark roads and sticky situations .I had to find a path that was more ,how I would say ,regular and boring I suppose.But soon enough I was gonna get a better idea on how my day was gonna go and things weren't gonna be so boring or predictable after all.

That's when she walked in.At first I was preoccupied writing in my notebook.Working on a story.There was a bell on the door.I heard it ring as the door opened.I looked up and saw her from about ten feet away while I was sitting at my table.She was on the thinner side, had short straight black hair,a white tank top,black shades,and blue slim jeans,and she was carrying a black leather purse and she was light skinned,or In other words,white.Yes the first thing I thought was she's absolutely attractive.Made me wonder why I settled for my wife in the first place when there's broads out here looking like this.Anyways that was it,I admired her for a moment and put my head back down and continued my writing.I was deep in concentration when I heard a voice very close to me.

"Hi,do you mind if I sit with you?"

The voice was soft and sweet,I looked up and it was her,the lady I had been admiring from afar.Now all I could think was,why would this beautiful woman ,want to sit with me.Now I'm not saying I'm an ugly bastard,but I guess to put it this way I felt like she was out of my league to begin with.But of course maybey she just wanted some friendly company.Nothing more . Now as far as I go,I'm on the bigger side,not fat but not thin neither.Short blonde hair that sticks up and leans to the side,and im wearing a black t-shirt with blue jeans that got holes in them.All in all I look like your average Joe.Either way,there was never a time when I couldn't use the company of a beautiful woman,I didn't hesitate, but I kept my regular attitude.I may have found her attractive but I never lose my cool regardless of the situation.Something you learn from experience.

"Go for it" I said.

She pulled a chair out from the table and took a seat, she set her purse down on her lap.She had her cup of coffee,she took a sip and sat it down on the table,she looked around in a seemingly nervous manner and then looked back in my direction.I thought nothing of it.Im an overanalytical person anyways,so I figured that's just what my mind was doing ,overanalyzing.

Now,I'm a man of few words,rather ironic considering I passionately use them in my writings everyday but anyway you get what I mean I suppose.Ive always been comfortable with silence.I think the older you are the less you feel you have to fill the silence with meaningless conversation and small talk.So needless to say I kept quiet and continued to write and drink my coffee as she sat across from me.Then she spoke.

"It's nice to meet you,my names Jessica,I noticed you sitting over here writing and I thought that was interesting and plus as of recent I'm kind of a loner and figured you looked like you could be some good company,just in case you were wondering why I wanted to sit with you."

I looked up and replied

"Names Don ,Don Shapiro .Yeah actually I was kind of curious as to why you decided to come sit with me.But all in all,I'm not complaining,and uh yeah as far as the writing goes I've been writing for a while now.It just keeps my mind busy and distracted and it's something I love to do ya know.God knows if I don't keep my mind distracted it does more flips than a gymnast.Ill be blunt with you Jessica,upstairs,it can be a mad house ,but I manage it rather well I suppose."

Another thing about me,I dont beat around the bush as far as being honest on the reality that not only I,but many people live in.Difference between me and others is,I speak on things that other people chose not to speak on.Rather it be dark or shocking didn't matter to me much .I was numb to it.And I do this as if it's not something that is offensive or shocking in the least bit,and this is how it is with my humor also.Which tends to throw people off gaurd.One of my flaws as far as interacting with people goes,but it's who I am.

She replies

"Oh no I completely understand,and Don if I can be blunt with you,if you ask me, she paused and leaned in a little ,"were all a little mad aren't we now?" she smiled as she said this.She leaned back in her seat with a smile on her face still."Anyways what exactly are you writing,if you don't mind me asking"

"Well ,I'm writing a story about a troubled young man who loses his mind and murders his father ,stabs him to death and then eventually gets shot down by police and it gets even more odd from there on out but yeah,that's the current project I'm focusing on right now ." "Not to mention. this story is not very far from what actually took place with this young man,loosely based on true events. "See Jessica my theory is,there's a very dark side to people,even your regular average Joe,sometimes I don't think you ever know when your looking into the eyes of somebody ready to commit a brutal act of violence ,we all have it in us,all it takes is the right set of circumstances, events and a few other ingredients and boom ,you got yourself a homicidal maniac."

I fully expected her to wonder if there was something dearly wrong with me. But her response took me by surprise which doesn't happen often,but left me wondering.Who is this woman?

"Yeah ,I think your absolutely right Don, she took a sip of her coffee sat it down and looked around and looked back at me"for example I have a loaded pistol in my purse right now and due to a certain string of events and circumstances I'm more than likely gonna blow my husband's brains out today and flee the country" she smiled again and this time I was also smiling as we both looked each other in the eyes for a few seconds .I thought "she's definitely joking " After a few seconds of us looking each other in the eyes and smiling she let out a little laugh and said

"Of course I'm just fucking with you" "Oh God I got you didn't I,really made you wonder huh." "You know if I had said that to anybody else they would have looked at me like I was insain" "I promise I'm not,my sense of humor is just off the wall sometimes"

I replied ,now entirely interested

"You know you would think I'd be shocked but in all reality I have a tendancy to say things that are rather off the wall too.And to be honest with you I knew you were just fucking with me,but I can't lie ,you had me pretty intrigued " I laughed a little

"Anyways,I'm glad there's someone in this world with a similar sense of humor to mine,anyways Jessica,welcome to the circus"

She laughed

"you know don,your pretty alright,listen I live in an apartment complex just a couple blocks down from here and well if I'm gonna be honest, I'm more than likely gonna be doing a little day drinking today,don't judge me "she smiled " and I was thinking ,maybey you'd like to join me?"

I thought about it.I used to be quite the alcoholic and I was big into parties in my younger years.Though I hadn't had a drink in a while and those days seemed long behind me ,I was interested,interested I suppose mainly because with the recent things I had been goin through with my wife and then trying to be successful as a writer and feeling like I've failed entirely ,as of recent my attitude had become more of a "fuck it I'm in" kind of deal,even if the idea wasn't the best one.That was one of my main issues In life.I was quick to make bad decisions thinking "I'll be fine,I'll just have some fun and be on my way" and that's what I said to myself right before I did any drug or drink any alcohol or did anything risky and here I was absolutely prepared to do it again.Plus it's hard for me to say no to a beautiful woman and at this point she had me intrigued.If anything ,maybey this will make for a good story.

"I mean,yeah I'll join.But um ,you mentioned a husband,are you actually married?,I only ask because the last thing I need right now is to come to your apartment and have your husband come home and find us spending time together and have an absolute mental breakdown ,ya get what I'm saying"

She said

"Yes actually I am married but we're kind of going through some things right now and we're taking a break from each other ,don't worry he doesn't live with me right now.And what about you ?Are you married or anything like that?"

I replied

"Well that's actually a funny story to get into,yes I was married ,key word "was".But I came to find out she had been sleeping with one of her co-workers.So I left her .This bitch ,I stopped myself and shook my head ……i mean ,this woman was important to me but now turns out what i thought was real was merely closer to a game being played . Look I dont hate anybody and I adore woman but I definitely do not have the most fond and polite feelings torward this woman right now and it is what it is.So excuse my french.That being said, I could use a drink."

she said

"Good cause I'm not drinking alone"."Sorry to hear what your going through,and that's why we're both gonna get tipsy and forget our problems for the day" she smiled

I smiled and closed my notebook took a sip of my coffee and said "So,when do we get started?"

In the back of my mind I knew this wasnt the smartest idea.If there's anything I learned about alcohol is,it never ends quite as good as I'd like it too.But I thought,what the hell,plus there's just something about her that keeps me interested.Wouldnt be the first time I made a decision that might not be the best to make.Gotta live a little right? Right?

We gathered our things and left the coffee shop and made our way torward her apartment.In reality to the rest of the world she might seem a little off or odd ,but considering the world I came from she seemed absolutey normal to me.Either way there was not many things to make me lose my levelheadedness or my cool.Like I said,it's something that comes with experience.

To be continued.

[blue-reimu]

messy ramble under cut about life lately. allusions to neglect included but i didnt rlly go indepth, this is pretty much just me being happy about stuff lmao

i moved out of my house recently and wow outside world is kinda wild ngl . in a good waay. i get to eat food other than tinned soup and im allowed to leave my house and i actually see people . going to the store is so fun and makes me so happy even if literally all i do is walk around (tho sometimes the everything makes me dissociate- usually it's only tesco this gets really bad with though idk why?? maybe just cause it's bright and theres lots of people and the music and all of it combined just makes me check out). i can also shower pretty much whenever i need or even want to so ive been doing that way more regularly than i used to in the past and that's pretty great !

also i got a new coat recently at a charity shop and it is probably one of my best financial decisions lately, it's got lots of pockets and it's really comfy and i have a really weird thing where sometimes i dont like not wearing at least one clothing piece thats the colour blue and this coat is blue :)) and since i dont need to wash coats as often as other clothing pieces and it isnt one of those fluffy ones specialised in warming you up ive been wearing it literally everywhere every day and not worrying about the colour of what i have available being an issue. it's really nice kind of teal blue as well with mustard yellow accents on things like the zippers and inside, it's super cool looking im very enthused abt it!!

ive also been able to try new foods!! and coffee that isnt just hot water with plain granules. im finding i really like caramel macchiatos. ive also added prawns to my list of favourite foods because i seem to like them in literally everything i try them in and actively go looking to eat them. my parents were always against me eating a lot of specific seafoods, so ive not had them until now. i also like oreos and banoffee cake. to at least some extent i think im starting to really like food in general, even if i still struggle to eat sometimes. back at my parents house it was hard or sometimes seemingly impossible to find food to eat that wasnt just tinned or processed, but now i get other stuff and it's really nice!

and im going to uni and being able to learn things in a formal environment again is so nice, i never liked school but the way uni works suits me much better ngl. note taking then doing my own research + assignments about a specific thing i enjoy feels much better than how school goes about things. inevitably theres gonna be some stress but for now im enjoying myself. :] theyre also gonna be helping me get support for my disability + mental illness stuff so yay

related, im finally gonna be able to see a doctor! and get checked for.. uhh so many things honestly. and im hopefully getting proper counselling eventually and prooobably more therapy if im honest.

also funny but i got called hot by 2 people today based on a silly online thing and also went through my fifty millionth experience of "are you really a girl???" (context i am AFAB but my voice is incredibly deep and masculine and it always, ALWAYS catches people off guard online when they hear it LMFAO). vc'd with a friend for the first time and he literally had to tell me he needed a moment, he was that shocked apparently. i just sat there politely trying not to laugh lmao and regarding my earlier talking about food, today my sister bought me a coconut frappe and strawberry and cream cheesecake and i really liked those too. ^^ and i sat in the coffee shop we got them from eating them and someone came to sit with me, and we didnt really talk and i was a little nervous but it was nice anyway

today was good overall. i liked living, i liked myself in fact. feelin confident and stuff right now. life is getting better in a lot of ways in general.

this is probably even more messy than i thought it would be but i just wanted to dump my excitement here pfft